"The door to where we sat chatting suddenly opened. A dead woman entered. Her superb body was modeling a dress of white satin that was wrapped around her like a shroud and dragged behind her. A bouquet of orchids hid her breast. Her hair was red and her complexion livid like alabaster. Her face was devoured by two enormous eyes, whose black pupils almost overwhelmed her mouth painted a red so vivid that it seemed like a strip of coagulated blood. In her arms, she carried a baby leopard...She pointed a small diamond-studded monocle on the other guests and invited them to a masquerade ball."
Gabriel-Louis Prinque (Paris, 1948)
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